When I entered the room and saw Cuihua's tightly closed eyes, her eyeballs still moving around under her eyelids, I knew that Cuihua was not really asleep, but was pretending to be asleep. The corners of her mouth turned up, and a mocking smile hung on her face. She said while laughing: "Cuihua, I thought that this time this morning's trouble would at least make you know how to judge the situation and behave yourself. I didn't expect that not only did you not behave, you even dared to do this to me? I don't like this a little bit. Being with me, you should at least know what your husband likes, right?"
Cuihua couldn't understand what Feng Jianjun said. Not only did he think hitting her this morning was not wrong, but he also thought she was being unpredictable and unromantic by pretending to be asleep. Was this the time to be talking about this?
Shouldn't he apologize to me first and then untie me? Chunwang always apologized to me first when he did something wrong. It's shocking to compare them! How can people be so different from each other?
Cuihua regretted her divorce a little bit.
Cuihua regretted getting married before, but now, for the first time, she strongly regrets getting divorced. You really don't know until you compare. Now, all she can think about is how good Chunwang was to her.
Cuihua was so regretful! She was so regretful that she almost went to her grandmother's house. Compared with Chunwang, this guy is simply not a man.
Thinking about Chunwang's goodness, Feng Jianjun was simply not a human being in comparison. In anger, he lost control of his mouth and blurted out: "Feng Jianjun, you are not a man!"
At this time, Feng Jianjun was admiring Cuihua's figure. Although Cuihua had given birth to several children, her figure had not changed much. In the past, because no one dared to make her angry at home, she lived a happy life and looked much younger than her peers.
Although she is 41 years old now, she looks like she is in her early 30s at most. She is young and has a good figure. How can Feng Jianjun, who is nearly 50 years old, not like her?
How could Feng Jianjun be happy when he heard Cuihua say this while admiring Cuihua's figure? He must be very angry, very angry, extremely angry!
I was a bit angry when I turned my head and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was a silent mechanical clock in the bedroom. The time showed 12:10 pm. Feng Jianjun had taken an hour and a half off, so there was still an hour and twenty minutes until work. Well, time is tight, so let's keep it simple and talk about it after my shift.
In fact, after saying this, Cuihua regretted it so much. Why did she just blurt it out? She almost cursed herself to death in her heart.
At this time, I heard the sound of drawers being opened and packages being unpacked.
Because he hadn't found a wife since entering the space, Feng Jianjun didn't have any proper tools. Back home, he had a box dedicated to these things, which he used every night with ease. But then the dead woman's family discovered he'd killed her, and he was so busy escaping that he didn't have the chance to bring any of those things with him. He didn't care about them now that he needed them urgently, so he'd forget about them and find a replacement when he had time.
Inside the drawer were three bottles of toilet water, the kind that the factory had distributed in large bottles. Every year around this time, the factory's labor protection department would give them these. When Feng Jianjun first received them, he saw the bottles and, out of professional habit, immediately thought of using them as tools.
Now, to punish Cuihua, the first thing that came to mind was the unopened toilet water in the drawer. Just one tool definitely wouldn't do! An idea suddenly struck him, and he turned to the kitchen, searching for a rolling pin for a long time before he found it.
Then he thought of something, went to the kitchen, poured some sesame oil into a small bowl, brought it into the bedroom, and kicked the bedroom door shut.
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